Ning Rongrong continued, "Lin Yuan, as friends, shouldn't you show us around the academy?"
As she said this, she deliberately paused, a sly glint flashing through her eyes as she secretly raised her brows at the vigilant Xiao Wu beside her.
"After all, it wasn't easy for us to get out this time. We'll have to head back in a few days."
"You wouldn't deny us even this small favor, would you?"
Her words were flawless, even carrying a hint of coquettishness.
But in Xiao Wu's eyes, it was a blatant provocation!
"You!"
Xiao Wu was so angry that her cheeks puffed up, her pink ears trembling slightly.
Was this the "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Little Devil" mentioned in Lin Yuan's Diary?
Sure enough, she was a bad woman!
They had only just met, and she already wanted to drag Lin Yuan out for a stroll? Did she think I didn't exist?
"Fine, fine, fine!"
"You want to steal him, right?"
The little universe in Xiao Wu's heart exploded.
She said nothing. Instead, she took a step forward and tightly grabbed Lin Yuan's large hand in front of everyone.
Then she raised her chin and glared back without yielding, her gaze plainly declaring:
"He's mine! No one is taking him away!"
Faced with this sudden Asura Field, Lin Yuan, the person at the center of it all, simply looked at his nose, then at his heart, wearing a calm and detached expression.
With his current Spiritual Power perception, how could he fail to see the open and covert struggle between these two young girls?
But he did not expose it.
Lin Yuan squeezed Xiao Wu's hand in return, offering her a trace of reassurance, then smiled at Ning Rongrong.
"My training for this afternoon has just ended."
"Since the